Song | Gasoline Alley |
Artist | Rod Stewart |
Album | Handbags And Gladrags |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Stewart, Wood | |
Lyrics:Ron Wood Music:Rod Stewart | |
I think I know now what's making me sad | |
It's a yearnin' for my own back yard | |
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave | |
Better swallow up my silly country pride | |
Going home, running home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I'm running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze | |
and the wind don't whistle 'round my knees | |
I'll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train | |
I'll be home before the milk's upon the door | |
Going home, running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I'm running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
But if anything should happen and my plans go wrong | |
Should I stray to the house on the hill | |
Let it be known that my intentions were good | |
I'd be singing in my alley if I could | |
And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go | |
Should the blood run cold in my veins | |
Just one favor I'll be asking of you | |
Don't bury me here, it's too cold | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, won't you carry me home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from |
zuo ci : Stewart, Wood | |
Lyrics: Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart | |
I think I know now what' s making me sad | |
It' s a yearnin' for my own back yard | |
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave | |
Better swallow up my silly country pride | |
Going home, running home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I' m running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
When the weather' s better and the rails unfreeze | |
and the wind don' t whistle ' round my knees | |
I' ll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train | |
I' ll be home before the milk' s upon the door | |
Going home, running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I' m running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
But if anything should happen and my plans go wrong | |
Should I stray to the house on the hill | |
Let it be known that my intentions were good | |
I' d be singing in my alley if I could | |
And if I' m called away and it' s my turn to go | |
Should the blood run cold in my veins | |
Just one favor I' ll be asking of you | |
Don' t bury me here, it' s too cold | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, won' t you carry me home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from |
zuò cí : Stewart, Wood | |
Lyrics: Ron Wood Music: Rod Stewart | |
I think I know now what' s making me sad | |
It' s a yearnin' for my own back yard | |
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave | |
Better swallow up my silly country pride | |
Going home, running home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I' m running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
When the weather' s better and the rails unfreeze | |
and the wind don' t whistle ' round my knees | |
I' ll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train | |
I' ll be home before the milk' s upon the door | |
Going home, running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Going home, and I' m running home | |
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born | |
But if anything should happen and my plans go wrong | |
Should I stray to the house on the hill | |
Let it be known that my intentions were good | |
I' d be singing in my alley if I could | |
And if I' m called away and it' s my turn to go | |
Should the blood run cold in my veins | |
Just one favor I' ll be asking of you | |
Don' t bury me here, it' s too cold | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, won' t you carry me home | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from | |
Take me back, carry me back | |
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from |